"No, it's boring!"

When Yin Hong was about to speak, Yang Mei behind him suddenly stood up, looking drunk and hazy, and he didn't want to open his eyes at all.

Just swayed towards Yin Hong, and his mouth was even more bald.

"In vain... Disciple, is this noisy and noisy thing coming? ”

"Ahh It's here, it's supposed to be there, right? Looking at Kunlun Mountain, which was like Huaguo Mountain in front of him, Yin Hong replied very unconfidently.

"Arrival is arrival, what should be arrival! You kid, you can fool, are you really as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child? ”

"Uh..." Yin Hong looked back at his master, and said helplessly, "Master, your old man should open his eyes and take a look." ”

Although Yin Hong was very shy in his words, he was complaining in his heart: I have slept for so long, why do I still look like I am in the clouds? ...

But what kind of person is Yang Mei, an old monster who has lived longer than the history of the Three Realms.

That's naturally the super boss who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and didn't change his face.

How can you really take these noises to heart.

When I woke up at this moment, I just felt the breath of Kunlun Mountain.

I saw that he squinted his eyes slightly, and when he slowly shook to Yin Hong's side, he didn't open his eyes to take a look at it for the first time.

Instead, he took the lead in taking out a wine gourd from his waist, and he took a big sip.

However, when he was halfway through the water, the gap in his eyes just narrowed a little to the scenery outside.

All of a sudden, the arm carrying the wine froze there.

Peach? What's the situation? A mountain full of peaches?

Didn't you say that you would take yourself to Kunlun Mountain to propose?

Why did you get to Huaguo Mountain on the edge of the East China Sea?

Are you going for a seafood feast or a fruit feast?

No, no!

How can Huaguo Mountain be so majestic?

Thinking of this, Yang Mei's drooping eyelids suddenly opened!

With the mouth full of unswallowed wine, up and down, carefully and carefully, inside and out, it is called a transparent.

Seeing Shizun's expression, Yin Hong was curious.

This old man, how does he look like he has been to Kunlun Mountain.

Is this deliberately pretending to be in front of me, or what?

I'll have to ask.

Thinking about it, Yin Hong patted the old man's shoulder, and was about to open his mouth and ask questions.

Poof-

A scattered drink just sprayed Yin Hong's face.

Even, in that big mouth, it was sprayed and feasted.

At this moment, Yin Hong was stunned.

His soul was burning, his heart was roaring.

What's this, what is this called?

I haven't asked yet, this is spraying?

Obviously, Yin Hong, who was messy in the wind, wanted to get angry.

However, Yang Mei didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

After spraying his face, he roared directly: "You call this place Kunlun!! ”

Don't blame Yang Mei for misunderstanding, let alone earlier.

It was just five years ago that he had just come to Kunlun Mountain, and he had a smoking.

Kunlun at that time, majestic atmosphere!

The mountains are full of green pines and cypresses, and the fairy clouds are curling.

But now?

Peaches, peaches!

In addition to the peach tree, he didn't see a green cedar and green cypress!

Even Huaguo Mountain still has a few banana trees.

But what about here? It's all peach trees...

If there is any difference, there is only the difference between kiwi and peach.

If you want to say that this is not Monkey Mountain, no one believes it!

......

was yelled at by Yang Mei, and Yin Hong was even more confused.

After all, Yang Mei's eyes don't look like a fake at all, as if he has really been to Huaguo Mountain, no, no, it is not right, it seems that he has really been to Kunlun Mountain.

Suddenly, the original dissatisfied face was gradually replaced by a look full of suspicion.

Just stared at Yang Mei's eyes in a daze and asked.

"Master, what should Kunlun Mountain look like?"

Although Yin Hong himself doesn't know, what should the original Kunlun Mountain look like?

But looking at the performance of this old man now, it is obviously similar to himself.

I'm a great immortal, and even if I haven't seen it, I've seen a lot of relevant records from the book.

But this old man who can only fool shows such a strange attitude towards the current situation of Kunlun Mountain?

There's definitely something greasy here!

"Master!?" Yin Hong took another step forward, his eyes slanted, and he looked like I knew you had a ghost.

"It's... This..."Yang Mei was embarrassed, and finally realized that he seemed to have lost his words.

Looking at the posture of this stinky apprentice, it is obvious that he wants to break the casserole and ask to the end.

At this moment, Yang Mei was in a hurry!

Say? Direct showdown?

However, when he thought of Nuozun's dirty things, Yang Mei's forehead inadvertently shed a bead of sweat the size of a bean.

Facing Yin Hong's aggressive question, Yang Mei's footsteps moved back slightly.

"This..."

Yang Mei is bitter in his heart, he wants a showdown, so that he can shock this kid, but if you want to say it, those ugly things in the division will all come out!

What to do, what to do!?

Thinking about it, Yang Mei couldn't stand this kid's aggressive posture anymore, so he simply stomped his feet and gritted his teeth.

"Alright! Old man, I have a showdown! Don't pretend! Boy, listen up! ”

Hearing this, Yin Hong was startled, hurriedly swallowed his saliva, and his whole body froze there, looking like he was concentrating on listening to the answer.

Looking at the old man's puffed up, but he wanted to speak and stopped, Yin Hong was anxious and hurriedly urged.

"You mean... What's the hair? ”

"This... That, well! Stinky apprentice, you can listen well, as soon as the name of the teacher is spoken, I am afraid that you will be scared to find your teeth all over the ground. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Yin Hong nodded his head hurriedly, looking expectant.

Looking at Yin Hong, who was looking forward to it so much, Yang Mei's body was slightly on one side, he flicked his sleeves, and then stroked his over-the-shoulder eyebrows, and suddenly put on the posture of a master in the world.

At this moment, Yin Hong was excited.

Yang Mei's behavior is obviously not simple!

"Listen, stinking! Poor Dao was the third among the three thousand demon gods that year, second only to Pangu and the Lord of Space of the Time Dao people! That is, Yang Mei Daxian who single-handedly created the cultivation system of the Dongying Islands is also! ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mei took a step forward, and directly threw his long eyebrows back, letting the breeze blow, showing a full sense of ethereal immortal family.

At this moment, Yin Hong was quiet.

Nine babies are sluggish.

Only Nuozun, there was not the slightest movement.

All that was left was the whistling sound of the breeze and the noise and noise of the group of scattered immortals below.

After a while, Yin Hongcai said with a little confusion: "Yang... Yang Mei? The kind with the word Daxian? ”

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Mei's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't turn his head back, so he nodded his head so unfathomably, and he should have answered.

I have to say, this slight head is a slight point, an absolute old fairy style.

And Yang Mei is also very confident, stepping on the side of Qinglian, his pen is as straight as the immortal pine and cypress, and he lets the breeze blow his broken robe.

When he rose, he had already closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for Yin Hong, Wan Long and the cavalry to worship.